Zhao Fu pulled out the spear and immediately felt the immense power within the stone spear. It was power that had been sealed away for ages, directly causing heaven and earth to change color as wind and clouds churned. It was undoubtedly an extremely terrifying object.
If this object were used as the inheritance artifact of the Pantheon of Myriad Gods, the results would surely be astonishing.
Zhao Fu revealed a faint smile, and the phenomena around him gradually subsided. The power of the entire Forbidden Land also seemed to be slowly fading away.
Only then did Zhao Fu realize what power had kept making him fly in an endless loop.
This place contained a force that disrupted perception. One might have been flying west all along, yet that force would make them circle around and return to where they had started.
However, the monsters living here were unaffected by it.
"Congratulations, Lord God!"
Seeing that Zhao Fu had pulled out even that utterly terrifying spear without suffering the slightest harm, the old man was somewhat shocked and immediately came forward to congratulate him.
Zhao Fu answered with a smile, then took out an inheritance artifact and tossed it to the old man. "I said I would give you a benefit. This is what I promised you."
The old man caught the artifact in delighted surprise, but after thinking it over, he revealed a troubled expression. "Lord God, could this little one forgo the artifact in exchange for a place where you can protect us?"
Other than using sound to hypnotize others, their group of monsters was actually very weak. Without the Forbidden Land's protection, they might soon die as well.
Hearing this, Zhao Fu saw that it was only a small matter and nodded in agreement.
The old man